For all the words left unsaid,
For the voice that can't be heard
For the tears chose to be unseen
For struggles, I've always been
I lied to myself to conceal
I always hide what I feel
I was there you didn't notice
It's time to choose my solstice
YOU ARE READING
Jo's Journal: Choices Written
PoetryA collection of feelings, inspirations, and a reflection of experiences. This book is a record of my memories that are made up of choices and chances that I've taken. It became an anchor that saves me every time I'm drowning in my own thoughts.
